He slid the tip inside my slit. I felt him pushing the lips aside… slowly, gently… letting the tip of his finger move right up into my hole.
He wouldn't push it in all the way, however. Instead, he left it there.
I started to raise my hips up off the seat. I was so hot, I couldn't stand waiting any longer.
"Please… stick it in. My cunt feels so empty."
He kept laughing at me… I didn't get the feeling that he was being mean or sarcastic or anything… but he wouldn't stop laughing at me, making me feel silly.
"Am I just a silly little girl, or what?"
"No… you're a hot woman… you just act like a silly little girl."
I couldn't decide whether or not he was putting me down, but before I could make up my mind, he just went ahead and started to lower his face down to my cunt.
He took my cunt lips in each hand and pulled them apart.
"You look like a new flower," he said to me.
I'd never heard that before, and at the time, I thought he was one of the most romantic people I'd ever met.
I felt him spreading me apart… pulling my lips up at the same time.
There was a growing sensation in my clit, as the pressure from his fingers against my lips increased.
I could feel that tight, hard bud of nerves moving against the stretched membranes, growing more and more aroused.
"Yes… yes…" I gasped, "I love it. Play with it. Play with my clit."
And then I realized… he was going to eat me! He was going to lick my pussy!
For some reason, I got scared when I first realized that's what he had in mind.
Oh gosh, I thought, maybe he's going to kiss me after he's finished… and that seemed kind of gross.
But then I felt the tip of his tongue touch the exposed head of my clit… and all my doubts vanished.
It was a feeling like I'd never experienced before.
I'd played with my clit many times… I'd played with my cunt hole… I'd pinched my clit…
I knew how to make myself come with my fingers (which was a good thing because up until that night, I'd never found a cock that could do the trick) but this was something so totally different, I thought I was in a different world.
It was as if his tongue had been especially designed to stimulate my clit.
Back and forth, very very rapidly now, fluttering all over my cunt slit, moving up and down the length of my shaft, focusing on the head and then moving up and down the length over and over, he very quickly sent me into a space that I can only describe as sheer bliss.
I was floating.
I was sinking… and it was growing more and more intense every second.
I couldn't control my muscle contractions… either in my pussy hole or anywhere else on my body.
I shook, I shuddered.
"I love it," I cried, spreading my legs as wide as I possibly could.
He kept pulling on my pussy lips, opening them farther and farther, forcing my clit to stand straight up off the surface of my cunt meat.
Then he found my cunt hole… let his tongue dip into that steaming opening, and as he licked all around the quivering rim of the hole, I felt the first waves of orgasm beginning to build inside my cunt, spreading rapidly through my entire abdomen.
He felt them too.
"Are you gonna come," he asked me.
I could hardly speak, but I managed to gasp, "Yes… I think so… I'm close."
So what did he do?
He stopped!
I couldn't believe it.
"Oh God…" I moaned, "make me come. Please… make me come."
Instead, he pulled his cock out of his pants. "I've got a better idea," he said.
He moved up over me, straddling me around my breasts, and aimed his cock for my mouth.
"Suck on this for a moment."
I opened my mouth, still not quite able to see how big his cock was in the darkness, but as soon as the head touched my lips, I no longer had any doubts.
It felt like a massive cucumber.
The sides of the shaft were stiff as iron, and the thing was almost two inches in diameter.
I couldn't quite get the entire thing inside my mouth, without opening my jaws so wide that they started to hurt.
"How's that feel?" he asked me… but since he'd started to play with my cunt again, bringing his hands down behind his back and tickling the tips of his fingers along the edge of my cunt lips, I wasn't sure what he meant.
But then, I didn't care either.
At first, just for a few moments, I felt really weirded out by the idea of sucking a cock.
But that was something that luckily didn't last very long.
After a couple of minutes, I was dragging the surface of my tongue all up and down the thing, licking it like it was an ice-cream cone or something.
I could taste some liquid at the opening… and it was really good, kind of salty but really a delicate flavor.
I just lapped up as much of it as I could.
I was afraid at first that he might push his cock too far into my mouth. I knew that I'd never be able to take the whole thing in… but he was as laid-back with that as he'd been with everything else. He just let my tongue go wherever it felt like going, never forcing it… never trying to make me do more than I was comfortable with… and always those fingers of his… playing around the lips of my pussy.
I felt like I was in heaven. I never wanted it to end.
Finally, he pulled his cock back and he said, "Didn't you say something about sticking this up your cunt?"
"Oh… would you? Would you please?" I said, enthusiastically as I could.
"I might be able to manage it," he teased.
Then, he proceeded to do just that.
He moved around on me, positioning himself between my legs, staring down at my naked body.
"You're really beautiful," he said.
"How do you know? You can hardly see me," I protested.
"I don't need to. I can feel you, and you feel beautiful."
His cock was right up against my pussy now, but still he hadn't shoved it into me.
"Please," I said, feeling more and more pressure building inside my body. "Please fuck me."
He let the head slide between my pussy lips, but he held it up as it began to enter my cunt hole.
I couldn't wait.
Getting carried away with my emotions, I thrust my hips upward, got his cock at just the right angle, and force it to ram right up into my hole.
I hadn't counted on one thing, however… and that was the size of his cock.
I wasn't used to it, and I guess he'd known that already.
It went in, all right, but it hurt bad. And I screamed.
He laughed at me.
"You see… you can't rush this sort of thing. No point to it."
He pulled his cock back out, let it rest against my clit, and then after a moment, began to rub it up and down through the wet tissues of my slit.
I was already feeling better, the sharp pain from that first forced entry disappearing.
"Oh… yes… yes… yes… yes…" I moaned, "I love it… I love it."
He said nothing. Just kept up with that maddening movement. Did I say that his tongue was perfectly designed for my clit? I was wrong. His tongue was merely adequate compared to the sensations that his cock was forcing out of my cunt.
I was starting to feel as if a space was forming inside me… a rapidly expanding space… one that was going to literally consume me.
I felt as if it was turning into a pit… a deep, bottomless pit.
It was as if I was balanced on the edge… and the more he rubbed his cock over my cunt, the less sure I became that I'd be able to maintain my balance.
He kept rubbing… pressing against my clit… but this time, the pressure didn't hurt. It just felt delicious. Maybe it was because his glans was so perfectly curved, or maybe it was because it was still kind of soft and spongy. Whatever, I'd gladly have stayed right there in that one position all night long, letting him do that to me for as long as he wanted.